When I was young, I never dreamed I’d see the year 2000 but here I am plus almost a decade more. There’s nothing glamorous about aging. It’s not an art form or politically correct. It’s just a fact. Our lives… Continue reading →

The telephone jangled, waking me out of a sound sleep. Who can be calling at two o’clock in the morning? My mind shot to parents. My heart pounded. An accident? One of them sick? Oh no! They’d been here just… Continue reading →

Kansas City’s Free Clinic

Kansas City temperatures hovered in the teens as I headed to cavernous Bartle Hall to volunteer at the Free Clinic. Hundreds of doctors, nurses and other medical personnel joined me. Meanwhile, thousands of men, women and… Continue reading →